Work is nuts. Just nuts. I am also still muddling through images from last weekend’s wedding, and we have visitors on our doorstep. My nail polish is chipped to hell and my hair’s in a messy ponytail and the coffee, it is just not cutting through the fog of my current level of exhaustion.
Today I put all that aside, to the back of the mind, and celebrate the day that happy, kind-hearted little chatterbox came into our lives. Gifts have been hastily wrapped, a sad excuse for a homemade cake is on the table, and he couldn’t be more charmed by the whole thing.
Happy birthday, Beezy Doots. Three Cheers for Three Years Old!